“So, Jasper, when did you find your mate?” I asked him with a smile on my face.
“You mean my first Luna, Carrie?” Jasper asked me with a frown on his face.
“No, your mate,” I said in a stronger tone.
“You mean my second Luna, Jasmine?” Jasper asked me, as he sits up straighter in his bed. He is now getting upset, and he wanted to intimidate me by sitting up higher in his bed, and now he is flexing. He is clearly feeling better, but his attempt to intimidate me is not going to work for him.
“No Alpha Jasper, I mean your mate, Cassidy,” I told him, and he can’t keep the stunned look off his face. He was caught off guard and the myriad of expressions that cross his face before he forces himself to relax and lay back on his bed has already told the story, despite what is about to come
